This day begins
It does not
Yet it does
I have thought you to be so very dear
I still do
That you touch my heart
Where very few could
I get lost in thought
And would.
Strange how the eye that is sleepy in yours
Is the same eye as mine
While the opposite being equally bright.
Strange how I was the night before
You came into my life
In strange love I wonder
Could there be likings
Desires to enchant
Other worlds.
If I am ready I imagine now.
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